Since there is no help come let us kiss and part
I have done, you get no more of me;
And I am cleanly glad with all my heart,
That thus so cleanly I myself can free.
Shake hands forever; cancel our vows
And when we meet anytime again,
Be it not seen in either of our brows
That we one jot of former love retain.

by Michael Drayton

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